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wolfsbrideSo, when I got into work today, my boss was sitting at my desk. Apparently, she was booking her flight to Mexico. For good? I hear you ask :) Alas, no. She's taking a holiday in May. Must be nice.
Anyway, I was barely in the room before I was bombarded with questions from my co-worker. And then the phone rang. That client that we did the rush job for is waiting for his payroll. Which, I had been anticipating because hey! It's the 15th of the month, right? I tell him, sorry you've had to wait, but I can't get to my desk. I'll do it as soon as I can sit down. While I'm on the phone with this guy my boss is asking me all sorts of questions about how to book her flight.
I get him calmed down and her sorted out but instead of GETTING THE HELL OUT OF MY CHAIR SO I CAN GET TO WORK, she proceeds to tell me all the stuff she's done at my computer. Oh, I've printed these emails for you and blah blah. Meanwhile, I'm just thinking MOVE DAMN IT! Finally she gets up and I sit down. My desk is a mess. She may have printed emails but I have no idea where the hell they are, there's so much crap on my desk. It would have been less trouble for her to leave the damn emails on the computer and let me deal with them myself.
First things first though, I try to do the payroll. My co-worker is bleating at me. Help! Help! Help! It takes me an hour to do the payroll between my co-worker asking questions and my boss yammering away. I finally get it sent with apologies for the wait.
THEN, my boss lets me know she's working on so and so's tax. *headdesk* I think I told her only fifty times I was working on so and so and so's taxes. BUT because my boss is a greedy bastard and can't WAIT ONE BLEEDING SECOND, she'd taken it upon her self to start several taxes while I was off. Of course, since I was already doing them her version is missing half the data. To me it's a stupid pointless waste of time to cover the same ground someone else has already covered but WHATEVER.
I printed all the stuff out from the tax returns I had been working on and gave it to her. Yes, printed because being the greedy bastard that she is, she won't spring for a hub to connect all our computers. If she had, she'd have been able to access the file off my computer and wouldn't have had to start from scratch, getting half the stuff wrong. This is when mistakes happen. When multiple people work on the same thing.
So now SHE'S doing the taxes, but because she hasn't done it from the beginning, she's asking me a million and one questions. Dear friends, would it not have been simpler for me to COMPLETE THE DAMN TAX RETURN MYSELF????? As part of this person's return, there's a couple of spread sheets that I had set up. Apparently my boss went in and changed some stuff. Fair enough. Only afterwards she did this balance forward formula from one page to another to bring the totals forward so she'd have one total at the bottom of the last page. Which would have been FINE IF the columns actually matched up. But they don't. So we have the total for office adding into the total for maintenance etc. Lovely.
So I spend an hour fixing the spread sheets and breaking out the totals so that they are correct. Under revenue I list 340 interest income, because that's the page she had it on. When I give her the updated spread sheets, she's all....
Boss: Well... Where's the interest!
Me: Uh... There under revenue?
Boss: It's not REVENUE! It's AN EXPENSE!!!
Me: But... You had it on the revenue sheet!
Boss: Well, there wasn't room anywhere else!!!
Me: .... Okaaaay. I'll just fix it shall I? Meanwhile I'm thinking, YES I READ MINDS SO I WOULD KNOW THAT IT WAS MEANT TO BE SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THAN HOW IT WAS LISTED!
Finally, I get that done. When I print out the new copies and take them over to her, she throws me a sealed envelope. I guess, you want to do THEIR taxes, since you complained so much about this person's. When did I complain? I haven't had a chance to get two words in since I got here. I take the stuff from her and go back to my desk, open it and start to sort it.
Not thirty seconds go by before she's at my desk. Can you send this email? She goes away and I put it in my in box. I'm right in the MIDDLE of something else, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! Over the course of the next several hours, she brings more and more things over to my desk to do. I just keep piling them in my in box. I refuse to stop and start and stop and start. I also refuse to have more than one thing on my desk at a time. This is the way she works, and this is why she a) loses half the stuff and b) makes a million mistakes. Over the course of this tax season, she must have wasted a whole case of paper in screwed up tax returns because she'll put two different people's numbers in one tax return or something like that because she's got so many different bits of paper floating around her desk.
All in all, today was very weird. It was like she was punishing me for taking the day off by trying to multiply my workload by a zillion. However, I refused to be bullied into running around like a crazy person. One in the office is quite enough.
Anyway, I was barely in the room before I was bombarded with questions from my co-worker. And then the phone rang. That client that we did the rush job for is waiting for his payroll. Which, I had been anticipating because hey! It's the 15th of the month, right? I tell him, sorry you've had to wait, but I can't get to my desk. I'll do it as soon as I can sit down. While I'm on the phone with this guy my boss is asking me all sorts of questions about how to book her flight.
I get him calmed down and her sorted out but instead of GETTING THE HELL OUT OF MY CHAIR SO I CAN GET TO WORK, she proceeds to tell me all the stuff she's done at my computer. Oh, I've printed these emails for you and blah blah. Meanwhile, I'm just thinking MOVE DAMN IT! Finally she gets up and I sit down. My desk is a mess. She may have printed emails but I have no idea where the hell they are, there's so much crap on my desk. It would have been less trouble for her to leave the damn emails on the computer and let me deal with them myself.
First things first though, I try to do the payroll. My co-worker is bleating at me. Help! Help! Help! It takes me an hour to do the payroll between my co-worker asking questions and my boss yammering away. I finally get it sent with apologies for the wait.
THEN, my boss lets me know she's working on so and so's tax. *headdesk* I think I told her only fifty times I was working on so and so and so's taxes. BUT because my boss is a greedy bastard and can't WAIT ONE BLEEDING SECOND, she'd taken it upon her self to start several taxes while I was off. Of course, since I was already doing them her version is missing half the data. To me it's a stupid pointless waste of time to cover the same ground someone else has already covered but WHATEVER.
I printed all the stuff out from the tax returns I had been working on and gave it to her. Yes, printed because being the greedy bastard that she is, she won't spring for a hub to connect all our computers. If she had, she'd have been able to access the file off my computer and wouldn't have had to start from scratch, getting half the stuff wrong. This is when mistakes happen. When multiple people work on the same thing.
So now SHE'S doing the taxes, but because she hasn't done it from the beginning, she's asking me a million and one questions. Dear friends, would it not have been simpler for me to COMPLETE THE DAMN TAX RETURN MYSELF????? As part of this person's return, there's a couple of spread sheets that I had set up. Apparently my boss went in and changed some stuff. Fair enough. Only afterwards she did this balance forward formula from one page to another to bring the totals forward so she'd have one total at the bottom of the last page. Which would have been FINE IF the columns actually matched up. But they don't. So we have the total for office adding into the total for maintenance etc. Lovely.
So I spend an hour fixing the spread sheets and breaking out the totals so that they are correct. Under revenue I list 340 interest income, because that's the page she had it on. When I give her the updated spread sheets, she's all....
Boss: Well... Where's the interest!
Me: Uh... There under revenue?
Boss: It's not REVENUE! It's AN EXPENSE!!!
Me: But... You had it on the revenue sheet!
Boss: Well, there wasn't room anywhere else!!!
Me: .... Okaaaay. I'll just fix it shall I? Meanwhile I'm thinking, YES I READ MINDS SO I WOULD KNOW THAT IT WAS MEANT TO BE SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THAN HOW IT WAS LISTED!
Finally, I get that done. When I print out the new copies and take them over to her, she throws me a sealed envelope. I guess, you want to do THEIR taxes, since you complained so much about this person's. When did I complain? I haven't had a chance to get two words in since I got here. I take the stuff from her and go back to my desk, open it and start to sort it.
Not thirty seconds go by before she's at my desk. Can you send this email? She goes away and I put it in my in box. I'm right in the MIDDLE of something else, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! Over the course of the next several hours, she brings more and more things over to my desk to do. I just keep piling them in my in box. I refuse to stop and start and stop and start. I also refuse to have more than one thing on my desk at a time. This is the way she works, and this is why she a) loses half the stuff and b) makes a million mistakes. Over the course of this tax season, she must have wasted a whole case of paper in screwed up tax returns because she'll put two different people's numbers in one tax return or something like that because she's got so many different bits of paper floating around her desk.
All in all, today was very weird. It was like she was punishing me for taking the day off by trying to multiply my workload by a zillion. However, I refused to be bullied into running around like a crazy person. One in the office is quite enough.
